A few words
"When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness."
"Is the meaning of life defined by its duration? Or does life have a purpose so large that it doesn't have to be prolonged at any cost to preserve its meaning?"
"Living is not good, but living well. The wise man, therefore, lives as well as he should, not as long as he can... He will always think of life in terms of quality not quantity... Dying early or late is of no relevance, dying well or ill is... even if it is true that while there is life there is hope, life is not to be bought at any cost."
"People will tell you nothing matters, the whole world's about to end soon anyway. Those people are looking at life the wrong way. I mean, things don't need to last forever to be perfect."
"All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories — if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death."
―The Sandman: Preludes & Nocturnes
“The road now stretched across open country, and it occurred to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this enhanced by the thought that nothing could be nearer to the elimination of basic physical laws than deliberately driving on the wrong site of the road.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
Think about it
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Binder Paper Comics
Web Comics and Such
A Distant Soil (Some nudity)
The Adventures of Gyno-Star (Some explicit stuff)
Blue Milk Special
Cigarro & Cerveja
Cyanide and Happiness
dead winter (has some explicit stuff)
Devilbear: The Grimoires of Bearalzebub (PG-13?)
Eat That Toast!
Ectopiary (Some nudity)
The Fancy Adventures of Jack Cannon
For Lack of a Better Comic
Girls with Slingshots (some explicit stuff...?)
Hark! A Vagrant
Head Doctor Productions
The Intrepid Girlbot
The Last Halloween
Last Train to Old Town
The League of Evil Genius
Legend of Bill
Living With Insanity (some nudity)
Love Me Nice
Married to the Sea
The Moon Prince
Moth (Some nudity)
The Non-Adventures of Wonderella
Political Cartoonists Index
Poorly Drawn Lines
The Property of Hate
Robbie and Bobby
Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Scenes from a Multiverse
The Secret Knots
Stand Still. Stay Silent
Strong Female Protagonist
The Super Fogeys
Tales of Pylea
Three Word Phrase (some nudity)
Tiny Kitten Teeth
Toothpaste for Dinner
Trying Human (Some nudity)
Two Guys and Guy
Yellow Peril (PG-13)
Infrequently/No Longer Updating Web Comics
The Abominable Charles Christopher
The Adventures of Dr. McNinja
The Adventures of Ellie Connelly
Bag of Toast
Bear in Mind
The Book of Biff
Chain Bear (Some explicit stuff)
Daisy is Dead
Edmund Finney's Quest to Find the Meaning of Life
A Fine Example
Finn and Charlie are HITCHED
Hello with Cheese
Kyle & Atticus
Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
Letters to a Wild Boar
Lovecraft is Missing
Meat and Plastic
The Nerds of Paradise
No Reason Comics
One Swoop Fell
Pictures for Sad Children
A Redtail's Dream
Roy's Boys (PG 13?)
Run Freak Run
The Super Gay Adventures of Ross Boston
YU + ME
Pure Flash Awesomeness
Die Anstalt : Toy Psychiatry
Clients from Hell
Creatures in My Head
Damn You Auto Correct!
Jhonen Vasquez's site
Overheard in New York
Passive Aggressive Notes
Among other things
Monday, August 29, 2011
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove...
Oh wait, no, that's not right. Although I did have a dream last night.
It involved standing in a classroom next to the teacher's desk, where Rikki Simons, the voice of GIR, was sitting. The classroom was garishly lit with those long fluorescent bulbs, and all the desks were occupied by GIR fangirls. Everytime Rikki Simons said something, they all squealed, mimicked what he said in GIR voices, and giggled amongst themselves. They weren't just average, run-of-the-mill looking girls, either. They all had various similar sorts of cutesy-quirky outfits on, with some wearing fuzzy animal hats and some with dyed strips of hair and poofy ponytails jutting out of their heads. More or less anime fangirl types, I guess, but all specifically GIR/Invader ZIM ones.
I walked out of the classroom to go fishing on the lawn, and laughed to myself, thinking that he had the worst job in the world.
Besides the dream, I got summoned for jury duty. Yay...? My brother keeps telling me that if I have to be a juror for a murder case, to vote guilty no matter what. X| "You'll probably be there for a few days. I'VE SEEN LAW AND ORDER," he says. I can't wait for him to leave for college... should be pretty soon...
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Nothing much, just listening to some music and doing everything ever completely wrong.
Friday, August 26, 2011
I went to the Boardwalk with Alice today, which was fun.
By the time we got to Fireball (which looks like THIS in case you don't know), it was dark. We sat next to each other in one of the seat blocks, and across from us, this guy in sunglasses, dressed in a black dress shirt and black or dark blue khakis, walked over and sat down. Alice got all excited because she thought he was going to wear his sunglasses on the ride, but he took them off and they vanished into his shirt pocket, which apparently didn't look big enough to hold them.
Anyway, while we were waiting for the ride to start, everyone was laughing and talking to their friends and swinging their legs. Not this guy. He sat upright with rigidly straight legs and looked extremely serious. Kind of like how you'd imagine Agent Smith from the Matrix to wait for a ride to start.
Once we got going, he did crack a slight smile, but he never laughed or even smiled wide enough to show his teeth during the ride. The rest of us screamed and laughed and generally had a good time.
When the ride stopped, his smile vanished immediately. He actually looked pretty angry for a few seconds, before putting his head down in a very disappointed sort of way.
The restraints were lifted, and everyone began to get off. He dismounted, retrieved his sunglasses, put them back on, and walked to the exit.
I have NEVER seen someone look that way on an amusement park ride. It was bizarre and hilarious, to say the least. Probably one of those things where you had to be there, but this guy looked SO INCREDIBLY SERIOUS, like you DON'T EVEN KNOW. Really, try to imagine Agent Smith riding, except with black hair, and you've basically got the idea.
When we discussed it later on the ride home, because of course the situation demanded it, Alice informed me that the guy was there alone. I had assumed he was with the people he sat next to, but apparently it was just him. Somehow that makes it even more strange.
Seriously though, this guy. Man, I just can't get over it. (He was uh -cough- a bit cute as well, but mostly the whole scene was just so hilariously weird)
Forgot to say yesterday
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
I passed the permit test. Also, the woman behind the counter made me take the picture thrice because apparently my hair was in my eyes... and the final picture came out horribly. X| I guess that's to be expected though, it being the DMV and all.
Last night I was feeling sleepy around six-ish, so I lay down on my bed and ended up sleeping on and off for... eighteen hours. Whoops. I had some fancy dreams though. Unfortunately I'm currently having trouble recalling some of them...
Here's what I remember:
Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck and some... other people were on this flying mesh of playground in the clouds. One of the other people (a girl I think?) was being fussy and I think we were talking about what to call her. I said "Bugs" jokingly and she seemed to like that, and then someone else said it but in a different way (like "Bug-ezz") and she got angry. I had to run with her away to some other playgrounds, only this time they were islands in a huge ocean.
After running through several islands, we hit a huge one where the houses were bulging out onto the water almost. It was a ship and a city and an enormous tree all at once. We went inside the ship, and after walking around for a little bit, they threw us into this room that had a big thing in the middle of it, sort of like an open landscape display. There was a monster creature on it, and I remembered them saying that nothing could defeat it, and I realized that it was supposed to kill us.
We found a hatch in the floor and escaped through it, and I knew we needed to find the fruit of life in order to kill the monster. We climbed up to the very top of the city/ship/tree and saw a sea of treetops, mostly level but with a few massive trees breaking the canopy. The tops were sturdy enough to run on, so we went around looking for the fruit of life. It had to be on one of the trees that was above the rest.
The first tree I looked at had apples, but I knew they couldn't be the fruit of life because they were small and dirty and some looked half rotten. We also passed lemons, but they seemed to have the same problem. Unfortunately, before we could continue the search, the citizens of the city/ship/tree island were alerted to our presence, and we had to try to leave again. We climbed down into a white side room that seemed to be empty, and I opened doors, trying to find one that led out. I opened a blue door, and there was another blue door right behind it, so I opened that one as well and found a bunch of women doing laundry in a big vat.
I quickly shut the doors and we opened the door directly in front of us and ran out, although maybe it was just me by this point. (Sometimes my dreams are in the third person and I watch myself, so I don't always know if I'm alone in them)
It was sunny outside, though it seemed like more of a sunset type light because of how orange it was getting. We (I?) scrambled along the roots at the edge of the city/island, trying to get away, and then I woke up...
I wish I could remember the other dreams.
Where to post out of spite...
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Kind of pissed that Google has suspended my G+ account for not having my full name. SOME OF US ARE WELL AWARE THAT WE CAN BE TRACKED ON THE INTERNET IF WE USE OUR FULL NAMES, GOOGLE. >:|
Oh yes, surprisingly enough I DO have reasons for not wanting to use my real name anywhere online!
"But it's what everyone's doing!" some may say.
Yeah, well although it's highly unlikely that anyone would ever stalk me and find out where I live, the fact is that it's not very hard to find if you know the right search terms, and I DON'T want random people to have my address.
I also, in my near-infinite antisocialness, don't want random people I don't really remember to be looking me up. I don't care if we were friends in kindergarten. I have no desire to reconnect now. Basically the point of my internet existence is not to be very visible and easily found. Crazy, I know.
I was considering posting this on Facebook just to spite Google, but then I remembered that I don't like Facebook either.
So, yeah, basically, Google puts out a lot of good stuff, and I generally support what they do I guess, but if they're going to force me to reveal information I don't want to reveal then I don't want to use their service.
(Just looked around, and I guess I'm not the only one who feels this way...?)
Monday, August 22, 2011
I'm taking the permit test tomorrow. We'll see how that goes. I doubt I'll get fourteen wrong on it like my brother did his first time, but I dunno.
Alice wanted to hang out today before noon, so we walked to the park and used the swings for a little while. I mentioned that I had been thinking about going to Baskin Robbins, so we walked there afterward and I got a single scoop of cookies and cream in a cup. I had a hard time deciding what I wanted at first because there were so many flavors. X|
I guess I had walked two or three miles by the time I got home, but I seemed unreasonably tired. Last night I meant to take a nap at around 6 PM, but I ended up just sleeping on and off until around 7:30 this morning. After I got home from the park/Baskin Robbins, I went back to sleep for like, three hours. :S
Feel like I'm sleeping instead of eating. I did try to eat some things, though. There was the ice cream and then I had ~365 calories worth of these little samosa things, and blueberries... Calorie counting makes it seem like I'm trying to avoid eating much, but mostly it's hard to want to eat when I have no appetite like this. Not anorexia or anything like that... I don't want control... Sometimes I think it might be nice if someone else decided things for me, but then I know that if that was my reality, I'd probably still be unhappy. I don't think there's any scenario where I'm happy. Can't think of one, at least.
Somewhat secretly I think that what happens is always what you didn't think of, what you didn't anticipate or expect. Not in a good or bad way, really. But then I think that if I just think of all the worst things that could happen, they won't happen, because I already canceled them out by imagining them. Is that a superstition? I'm not really sure. I don't know if I actually believe it. Kind of just one of those things. Like looking into the mirror and thinking there's another person in there, but knowing that there isn't really. But still thinking about it.
I don't know.
Here's a video I watched. It's pretty bad.
I kind of feel like Garfield in this comic. CLICK
More on schools...
Friday, August 19, 2011
What's the emotion called for when you just want to throw your hands up and say "agh" in kind of a despairing voice, and you're contemplating stupid things because of how much you just don't want to deal with something anymore?
It can't just be frustration. There's kind of an unhappy overtone. (And no anger)
If there's a word for this then I can't remember it.
Anyway, school searching is going horribly, as usual. I know I said I was thinking of going for NYU, but then I remembered that my SAT scores are not worthy of high scholarships at such institutions and I really don't want to go into major debt for some college education that probably won't even help me get a job.
Goddammit young attractive millionaires, why can't you run into me and be like "oh my god I want to marry this person" and fund my education? :(
But yeah basically I'm stressing over this enough that I've been, for a long time now actually, contemplating in the back of my mind just going back to St. John's and seeing if I can get into the Honors program (as if I couldn't, pfff).
I still think it's a terrible school in some ways, and I don't want to take two more theology courses, but it's in a location I find agreeable and I have friends there. :/ I figure I wouldn't be as miserable as I was last time because I wouldn't have a long distance relationship to deal with, and I think I wouldn't gain as much weight because I wouldn't eat grilled cheese sandwiches and cookies every day. X|
Downsides to this already horrible hypothetical path:
-It's ST. JOHN'S :(
-Probably no privacy if I have a major depressive episode (which I undoubtedly would), meaning nowhere to go cry uncontrollably for no reason
-Have to be away from my budgies (but this goes for any school that isn't like, very close to me)
-Have to buy a laptop
-It's possible that my friends there would all be different and it would be awkward to hang out with them and I'd struggle to make new ones
-Three hours ahead of my California friends
-Friends who are possibly just as awesome as I remember
-No more feeling like I'm not going to a real college
-St. John's might give me a better scholarship?
-I'm familiar with the school
-Probably won't have to buy a laptop, unless they don't give them to transfers...
I'm not even really considering this, I just don't want to have to think about this stupid college business anymore.
Yeah, one of these days
Thursday, August 18, 2011
I should probably go get professionally diagnosed or something.
Although at the same time, they'd probably want to put me on meds, so maybe not.
All the descriptions say symptoms should be enough to "interfere with daily life" but I'm not even sure what that means anymore.
I don't remember what it's like to NOT deal with this, but I'm still going about my life, so...?
Pretty sure I at least have a mild chronic form, though I've certainly experienced some major episodes before.
Kind of sad that I only care that I have depression because it seems to be preventing me from choosing a major...
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